Compared with what Duwak had received, Ye Chuqi's gift was clearly far more potent. The blessing on Duwak's box was barely worth mentioning. And the Sprite's final blessing on Ye Chuqi's forehead was the most precious gift of all.
Ye Chuqi really did have a way with strange creatures. She had barely arrived, yet she had already received a monster's blessing and a Sprite's gift. No one would believe it if she told them.
Ye Chuqi's duties on the road were simple but grueling. She had to stay beside the fire the entire time a Medicinal Decoction was brewing. They traveled during the day, so she could only make the medicine at night, when she should have been resting.
Barnard was too old to stay up all night. Even traveling during the day took a heavy toll on him, which was why he needed a Potion Maker's assistant to accompany them. Ye Chuqi had understood the nature of the job from the start and had no objection to staying up. At her level of cultivation, going without sleep was no trouble. A night of meditation could leave her better rested than anyone else.
At first, the Mercenary Corps worried that Ye Chuqi would wear herself out if she kept this up every day. But she was bright-eyed each morning and never complained of fatigue while traveling with them, so they finally stopped worrying.
Instead, Barnard was the first to falter. He lay in the carriage during the day and did not come out at night. He barely ate dinner, seemed listless, and even developed a slight fever. He could only lie there groaning.
The old man was over eighty, yet he had to endure all this. Just how compelling was that important person in Monte City, to make Barnard